I have driven to Arizona many times. But, I was never aware of the curse of Northern Arizona until 2009. That was the year my spiritual guru decided to do what in my opinion was “too much” spiritual cleaning all at once. I lost my head almost completely. I had already booked a trip to Arizona. I was to go to Tucson, Phoenix, and Camp Verde on my way to Sedona. Then, I was going to spend some time in the Navajo Nation. It is so pretty up there. I just wanted to get closer to the people.
I have driven through Northern Arizona many times. I have been to the petrified forest, the huge Meteor Crater, the Hopi nation, and the Native American shopping sites along the 40 near the New Mexico border. I never knew this area was cursed.
I was already going crazy from the minute the spiritual transmission hit me roughly 24 hours before I began to travel. I was having scary repetitive thoughts. I thought that my mother’s spirit was in trouble. I had visions of a toy clown with red eyes flashing endlessly. There were other terrifying thoughts and these thoughts just increased and increased in my head. I have never had anything like this before. I felt terror, paranoia, and dread.
The Tucson property
I drove all the way to Tucson to see some properties. They were not as great as I had expected, but it was good to do my homework. Then I saw a nice museum in Tucson and took a drive to the Tombstone area. I still remember all of the terrifying thoughts I had driving down the 10. But, the irony is that I drove down that road recently and my mind was completely peaceful. What a contrast! My trip took a turn for the worse when I went up North. I drove all the way up past Phoenix and up to Camp Verde. There was a Comfort Inn that was part of the Choice network. I typically stay at Choice hotels if I have a choice (no pun intended).
I looked around for hiking spots. There were some freaky looking people at the gas station. I didn’t know what type of drugs they were on, or if they were possessed! I took a little walk off a dirt road in Camp Verde. There was endless countryside, but no real trails unless you go to Sedona. It was scary. I was all alone. There my little Corolla was by the side of this dirt road with no humans around. I walked a bit as I value my exercise. Then, there were a few cows and a huge 3000 pound bull. Oh my god. I was far enough away. I made a scuffing sound with my foot to alert the bull that I was around. If you get too close and surprise them they might trample me! The animals took one look at me and ran far away into the bushes. I was afraid, but continued my walk for a little longer.
The hotel & my pounding heart
I got to the hotel. I had a 2-hour conversation with my friend on the phone as I walked around the hotel in circles. I was having trouble with my spiritual group and I was very upset. Then, I went up to my room. I watched TV for a while. I tried to sleep, but couldn’t. My heart was pounding and my mind was racing. I was terrified. I think I slept two hours that night. All I could think of was that I needed some wine to calm myself down. I tried advil and aspirin, but nothing helped. I called my dad the next morning. I wasn’t sure if I was going to make it. I knew I had to get out of there.
Then an intervention from the brighter world happened. The girl who was the maid knocked on my door. I clearly remember saying, “Tomorrow… Manana…” She heard me say some horrible profanity which I have never said to any maid in my life. She reported me to the front desk who told me they were going to call the fire marshall. Was this girl on drugs? Or were there spirits there playing tricks on her mind — or on my mind?
Years after the fact I learned that I had a customer who spent a night in Camp Verde and she felt like there were dozens of people in the room even though she was alone. The TV kept going on and off all night long showing only the static screen like you see in horror movies. The town is definitely haunted and cursed. The nearby town of Jerome is also documented as being haunted, but probably by Anglo spirits who are not as terrifying as Native American Witch spirits.
Cholesterol & caffeine
I also learned that I had a high cholesterol level that trip and that I was not taking enough lipitor. The energy of many parts of Arizona lends itself to higher heart rates, especially if you consume ANY caffeine or alcohol. But, with high cholesterol as well, it is suicide to even set foot there.
Going to my spirit spot
I made up with the hotel staff and explained that I would never mistreat them, etc. They decided to let me stay, but I was going crazy and wanted to go to Sedona and then go home. So, I cancelled my Navajo Nation hotel stays and went to Sedona. I was able to purchase a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon from a nice Palestinian wine merchant who was a social butterfly with everyone. Then I went to a spirit spot. A spirit who my healer and psychic knew had arranged for me to meet him in a wilderness spot in Sedona. He said that I would instinctively know where to go. It took a while, but I figured out where to go.
Crossing the river
I found a parking place near a hiking spot. But, couldn’t figure out how to cross the river. There were huge rocks that I could jump across. But, it was a criss-cross route across this wide river. I made it across. I waited for a while. The spirit was busy. He does healing on many people. He arrived a few minute later and started doing healing. But, there was a spirit woodpecker who was pecking at me. My astral vision and senses were on high, and it was driving me even more crazy than I was before. At the end of the session, the healer spirit said that he had not anticipated all of this trouble and that I should get out of there fast!
Back to Phoenix
I thanked the healer spirit and went to Phoenix. I had meditation with a friend. The crazy visions changed after the meditation. Old ones stopped, and new ones started. I had more than half a bottle of that wine to calm down. I saw him the next day and I felt a little better after even more meditation. Then, I drove back home. I contemplated how my life would be if I lost my mind. What if I had to be institutionalized? What if I lost my business? What if I lost everything? I was terrified.
Arriving in Los Angeles
My psychic gave me some tapping exercises that would help stablize my mind. After a week I was much better. It really took a few months to get over the trauma I felt from the spiritual work my Master did. I don’t know if was a mistake for him to do so much, but it was the worst experience of my life and completely beyond my control. I stopped meditating for about seven months. After that I began to feel a deep sense of calmness and started to meditate regularly. Now, I feel wonderful and meditate daily as well as taking spiritual trips to many places.
I’m banned from Northern Arizona
The spirit of my guru’s guru told me that I am forbidden from going to Northern Arizona and my psychic agreed with him. I learned that I had been tormented by some evil spirits who new me in a past life in Arizona (as Native Americans). These bad spirits had set up an astral cloud of evil in the air of Camp Verde with evil tormented spirits circling around. Sedona is more of a mixed bag with spirits. There are all types of spirits there — good, mediocre, and evil.
Returning to Northern Arizona
Since 2009, I went back to that general area (before I was banned). Not to Camp Verde, but to the Navajo Nation. I stayed at a hotel there in Tuba City. I tried to meditate, but my mind kept playing tricks on me. People thought it was Payote, but I never take anything like that. People thought there was something in the water. There is something astral in the air there from all of the black magic and drugs the locals do there. This can cause your mind to play tricks on you and experience bizarre thoughts. This is not a place for an outsider to come. Objects would move in my mind, and when I tried to move them back, I learned that my mind had lost control of my mental visions. Things would move on their own in my mind. Nothing physical was wrong, but this was like being on drugs without being on drugs! I got out of there and got better within hours, but what a scary experience.
My last time driving through
I went back one more time, just driving back from New Mexico. I noticed a horrible feeling when I was near Winslow on the 40. Then, once again driving near Camp Verde, I noticed some spirits of beings or people who were so dumb that they were like blogs. I felt very uncomfortable being near these spirits. It was after this experience that my guru’s guru told me not even to drive through this cursed region. He told me to take the Southern route through Arizona if I was going to New Mexico. It is more miles, but less curses!
I hope you enjoyed my real and really harrowing accounts of earlier trips to Northern Arizona. If you go to this cursed region you might find it hard to sleep, and might notice unexplainable things happening. Your heart might start racing, and weird arguments among friends might start that never happen back home. Be careful in this crazy region. My advice is to sleep in either Flagstaff or the Phoenix metro and maybe take a day trip to this area. That way you can get out fast if it gets weird!